Random Musing

... How is it possible to miss a woman whom he kept at a distance, so that when she was gone, he would not miss her?

I came across this quote tonight, and it moved me. The bittersweet irony that is painfully there touches something inside of me. People do things like that all the time. We hold someone almost close enough, then when they are gone, we realize, too late, that we should perhaps have given it our all, or at least, something more.